Burn (Breathless #3)(83)

“What do you like, baby?”

“When you say ‘my girl.’ It sounds so sweet and sexy.”

“You are my girl,” he said, letting his voice go deep and low.

She held up her arms. “Then tear off your girl’s dress and f**k her until she passes out.”

He laughed but moved in, pulling her to her feet. “That I can do, love.”

She sighed again, teetered unsteadily before regaining her balance. “I love all the things you call me. They’re so nice.”

He grinned, turning her around to unzip the dress. He let it fall to her feet and then helped her disentangle her shoes from the material. He sucked in his breath when his gaze traveled back up her body.

“Holy hell,” he murmured. “Where did you get the lingerie?”

“I’ve had it,” she said smugly. “Michael never saw it so don’t worry. You’re the only man who’s seen me in it. I was saving it for a special occasion. I’d say this qualifies.”

“Oh yeah. It definitely qualifies.”

She turned, leaning into him, her eyes big, and she whispered as though she were imparting a huge secret. “It has a slit in the bottoms. You don’t even have to take them off to f**k me.”

His body shook and he cupped her chin, leaning down to fuse his mouth to hers. She tasted of tequila and something fruity. Her tongue, hot and wild, met his in a clash. He sucked it deep, wanting to devour her whole.

She whimpered against his mouth. She kissed him lustily, her body writhing against his in need. Already he could sense that she was precariously close to her release. It wouldn’t take much at all to tilt her over.

But he didn’t want it done so soon. If she came now, she might very well pass out in a sated alcohol-coma. He’d looked forward to this for too long to have it all over in five minutes.

“Going to f**k you hard, baby,” he said, purposely inflecting an edge of steel into his voice. She shivered against him just as he knew she would. “Your mouth, your pu**y and your ass. Going to have them all before it’s over with.”

“Ash.”

His name came out in a needy wail that had him grinning. Oh yeah, she was hot and worked up. Her entire body was flushed with heat. She was rubbing her body against his like a cat in heat.

“Get on your knees,” he ordered brusquely.

He held onto her as she slid down his body and perched on her knees. He grabbed a pillow and tucked it underneath her before he finally let go of her. He stood a moment making certain she wouldn’t pitch over and then he stepped back, unzipping his fly.

His c**k surged into his hand, protesting the fact that his hand was wrapped around it and not her mouth. He pushed his free hand into her hair, pulling her roughly forward as he pressed his dick to her lips.

She opened around him with a breathy sigh that sent tingles racing down his spine. His balls drew up tight, aching as his erection slid over her hot tongue. She closed her mouth around him, sucking him deep. He let out a harsh groan, thrusting all the way to the back of her throat.

“Fucking beautiful,” he rasped out.

The wet sucking sounds she made were loud and erotic in his ears. Each time he pulled back, he met resistance as she attempted to suck him back. Her cheeks hollowed with each pull and then puffed out when he thrust forward again.

He loved the sight of his c**k sliding through her lips and then retreating, wet with her saliva. She made a smacking sound that damn near had him coming on the spot. For several long moments, he enjoyed the feel of her tongue sliding over the underside of his cock. Then she circled the tip, teasing the sensitive head when he pulled out.

No way he was going to last if this kept up. Reluctant to leave the sweetness of her mouth, he withdrew and pulled her to her feet. Her eyes were glazed, a mixture of the alcohol and intense desire. They glowed, warm and bright, full of the sweet he associated with her.

He laid her back on the bed, pulling at her bra, wanting to feast on her br**sts. He leaned over her, between her splayed thighs and ran his tongue over the swell before capturing her nipple and sucking it strongly between his teeth. Then he nibbled a path up to her neck, devouring the supple flesh before tugging at her earlobe, nipping with just enough bite to make her cry out. He licked the shell, sliding his tongue over the contours of her ear before dropping down again to suck at the lobe.

“A-ash,” she wailed, drawing his name into two syllables. “You’re killing me.”

He chuckled. “That’s the idea, baby. Want you so worked up and crazy that you take me in your ass without any effort.”

She shivered uncontrollably, her body arching helplessly into his.

“I’m already there,” she panted. “I reached the crazy point about two minutes ago.”

“Good.”

He took his time, licking and devouring her ni**les until they were red and straining into rigid peaks. Then he let his mouth roam lower, kissing the softness of her belly, and then lower still, nuzzling through the slit in her panties and into her velvety, plush folds. He licked over her clit, making sure he didn’t spend too much time there or she’d come. He sucked and kissed his way lower until his tongue found her entrance, sliding inside just like his dick would soon do.

“Never get enough of you,” he said hoarsely. “You taste so sweet. Addicting.”

He continued his sensual assault on her most intimate flesh, until she was shamelessly begging him to end it. She was bucking upward, her motions frantic and needy. He grasped her hips, holding her in place as he continued f**king her with his tongue.